Joseph Henry Throssell 10/26/1988 12/28/2010 My frame was not hidden from you When I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, Your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in a book Before one of them came to be. Psalms 139:15-16

Time will never take away the memories we have of you. We miss you with each new day. We miss hearing your voice, your laugh and seeing your smile. The Lord helps us make it through each day He promises us we will see you again and We hold on to his promise. . .

We will always love you and carry you in our hearts! Love, Mother, Little Auntie and your Family

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